Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Boots
When you take a boy to his first horse show, be prepared to find every muddy pit, pocket, and pothole. Also be prepared for some back chat in public (my favorite form of parent humiliation). Every person who said, "My, I sure like your boots." was greeted with a pleasantly sassy retort. "They're not boots, they're wellies!"
Labels:
costume,
firsts and lasts,
kid-isms,
playdate,
trouble
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6 comments:
Coop.
Grandma GoGo knows their Wellies!
How were the horses?
Those are the cutest boots (wellies?) I've ever seen!!! Where di you find them???
That's awesome! I love when kids correct adults!
Nice!! I love my wellies, too! Just ask Adam!
Yes Claudia puts on her wellies and tromps around the place singing, "Wellies, Wellies, I've got Wellies!"
Love the boots...or Wellies. I have never heard them called that. THanks for your heart felt offer to come up to help. I have never felt so grateful in my life. We are okay. Love you.
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